A-waiting

Bailee spent the whole day waiting. The moment Bob walked through the door she slipped out of her clothes, letting her perky tits, the swell of her ass, and the slick heat between her legs do the rest of the talking. Bob didn’t hesitate. He closed the distance in two steps, bent her over, and drove himself into her with short, bruising strokes that made her breath catch. She moaned when his thumb pressed against her other hole, then pushed inside, opening her wider while his cock kept pounding her. When he finally pulled out, she dropped to her knees and took him straight from ass to mouth, tasting every inch until the first thick ropes of his load painted her flushed face.